Perspective Medical Emperor

Chapter 924

When facing a well-known master, people often raise their vigilance and go all out to deal with it.

But in the face of an unknown person who has the same strength as those top experts, this of course makes them feel extremely stressed and unable to calm down.

Moreover, the strength shown by this Li Zhen is even stronger than those of the top five masters in the Tianbang.

This is what makes Fimmel feel extremely scared, so he dare not shoot for a long time.

He knew that with the combined strength of these people, he couldn't even deal with the top ten masters, let alone the top five masters.

He thought of retreating, but at Fengwang Pavilion, he had already boasted that he would definitely kill Li Zhen.

But the cruel reality made him understand that his Haikou was just a joke.

At the same time, he was very entangled, whether to break the ax Shen Zhou, and shot and killed Li Zhen by surprise.

In the end, he still didn't make up his mind.

This Li Zhen can even catch bullets, I believe all the bullets he shoots will be caught.

And that tortoise-like speed makes people unpredictable and caught off guard.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with Huaxia's words, and if there are green hills left, it is not afraid that there will be no firewood.

Now, being able to retreat safely is what he is most concerned about at present.

He was afraid that if there was a big movement, if Li Zhen noticed it, it would be a big trouble.

So, Fimmel began to gently put away the sniper rifle, ready to pack and leave.

Although, in China, these guns are strictly prohibited, but the Feng family has the energy to allow them to obtain and use guns recklessly.

So, don't worry about this.

When Fimmel was about to pick up the gun, a faint and slightly playful laugh sounded behind him, "How about it, are you going to leave, why don't you stay and play for a while?"

Fimmel froze instantly as if struck by lightning.

Although this voice is very strange, it is also very kind, just like the ordinary chatter between people.

But to Fimmel's ears, it sounded like the most terrifying magic sound, making him break out in a cold sweat.

He didn't look back, didn't move, just forced a smile, and said slowly: "Unexpectedly, you are still here."

"Can I not come, you have made such a big commotion, if I don't come to see you, wouldn't it be unreasonable. As the saying goes, a guest from afar, I, as the host, of course have to do my best to visit you you."

"Thank you for being so kind."

"You're welcome."

Li Zhen said calmly.

In fact, he didn't use the air machine to lock on to Fermier at all, but Fermier just didn't dare to move.

This surprised him a little.

Suddenly, Li Zhen seemed to remember something, and asked again: "On that isolated island, is that drone yours?"

"You are smarter and more powerful than we imagined."

Fimmel finally turned around and looked at Li Zhen pretending to be relaxed.

He knew that he would die today, so he might as well be a little chic.

In this case, it can be regarded as giving yourself a little dignity.

"Speak, if you give me a convincing reason, I may let you go."

Li Zhen said indifferently, and then sat on a chair.

"What are you going to say about me?"

There was a gleam in Fimmel's eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

He knew that Li Zhen wanted to talk to him, but he just wanted to know who the employer was.

He also asked his captives this way, but without exception, he never left alive.

It never occurred to him that he would become someone else's prisoner and encounter such a familiar question.

However, he was very surprised.

Although I have seen Li Zhen's appearance in the photo, when I saw him in person, I still felt younger and more handsome than the photo.

Such a young person possessed such terrifying strength, which really made him unimaginable. Could it be that he practiced Kung Fu from the womb of a mother?

From this, I think of China's ancient martial arts, which is really a mysterious field.

No wonder the mercenaries in the world are afraid to come to China. In addition to China's strict control of guns is one reason, another important reason is probably these ancient martial arts masters who are so powerful that they make people feel dizzy.

"You know that, I have no enmity with you, nor close, and you can't go so far, take such a big risk, and come to kill me? Tell me, who asked you to come?" Li Zhen lit a cigarette, exhaled another puff of smoke, and said calmly.

In his eyes, although these people are not very powerful killers, but they can use powerful sniper rifles in this kind of place. It is conceivable how powerful their background is, allowing them to use these light and heavy weapons as fire at will. stick to use.

"Mr. Li, you are a big man. You should understand the rules of our mercenaries. Even if you die, it is impossible to tell the name of your employer. So, please give up your mind."

Fimmel still has this bit of professionalism, so of course he won't name his employer.

Otherwise, even if he dies, others will not let him go, and he will be infamous for thousands of years and become a big joke in the mercenary world.

"Actually, if you don't say it, I also know that you must have come for Ichiro Yamamoto, because he is a member of the Gun King, so you are also sent by the Gun King, right?" Li Zhen said with a smile .

"Hmph, you know too much." Fimmel suddenly started.

He raised one hand at Li Zhen, and a sharp dagger drew a graceful arc, and shot at Li Zhen's chest.

In the other hand, he took out a miniature pistol from his pocket and shot at Li Zhen.

Li Zhen still didn't move, sitting there still smoking leisurely.

Only his two hands moved.

His right hand grabbed the dagger at a faster speed, but his left hand stretched out two snow-white fingers, holding a small, peanut-like bullet.

While puffing on his cigarette, he frowned, and said with some displeasure: "I came to see you with good intentions, but you treat me like this, it's too wrong."

Fimmel's blow failed, and he immediately turned around and jumped towards the window.

As for the sniper rifle, he was too lazy to ask for it.

Although he is not afraid of death, he still wants to give it a go. What if a miracle happens and he narrowly escapes death?
"Well, if that's the case, then you can't blame me."

Li Zhen sighed, and threw the dagger in his hand out of the window with his backhand, only to hear a whoosh, the dagger flew towards Fermier like lightning with extremely powerful momentum.

Immediately afterwards, with a pop, the dagger pierced directly through Femir's back, flew a long way, and then stabbed on a camphor tree without the handle.

Only then did Fimmel let out a scream, and with the inertia of running, he fell on the roof, his whole body twitched, and soon stopped moving.

"Oh, there is no way, who told you to be disobedient? If you want to make a guest die, it's a pity that I will waste some corpse powder. It seems that I need to match more in the future, or is this really true? Not enough."

Li Zhen murmured.

However, he didn't notice that Fimmel was holding a small thing that looked like a siren, with a faint red signal light constantly flashing on it.

After that, it disappeared.

(End of this chapter)